A "Fuck You!" we can all be proud of

As you might have noticed, Matthew and I don't exactly have a tremendous sense of pride in what this country has become. Sure, we embrace its ideals (freedom, justice, monster trucks) but many aspects of this land have gone conspicuously out of control. Sad, to be sure, but were that not the case we would have nothing to do but indict lame subcultures, dick around in Photoshop, and make Jesus jokes.

However, there is one all-American institution behind which we can firmly stand firm (no, it isn't grammar), and that's a good, old-fashioned, completely justifiable "Fuck You!" You know, the hearty kind that start in the toes, gain momentum somewhere around the crotch, hit terminal velocity in the chest, and burst out of the throat accompanied by several ounces of saliva.

To Wit: The U.S. Olympic Team has chosen Lopez Lomong, a Sudanese refugee, to carry the American flag at tomorrow's Opening Ceremonies in Beijing.

Good on ya, Olympians.